The Story Behind The Tale Of Robert In Mt. Ternff Park

Last night was a sort of a reunion and at the same time a goodbye.

I finally let go of my most precious "things" but that don't mean I feel bad about it for the mere fact that it was actually a promise back six years ago. Last night, it was fulfilled... I kept my promise. And for the fact that I actually gave it to one of my most trusted friend... I know she will take good care of it because she knows how much those things means to me. It was like my life since highschool and giving it to her was like giving a piece of my entire life to her as well.

But no turning back... I know better things will come ahead.

P.S. Nothing much has changed... we are still that same old good and silly friends. I know you (U5&S8) will always be my best buddies in the world. Thank you for the friendship I know will last for eternity.

God bless You All!!!

The Jaguar Paw

Saw the movie “Apocalypto” just last night, and though it was an extremely brutal and annoying movie, still, I have my two thumbs up for Mel Gibson for such a work of art.



Well, apart from the fact that it was indeed a great movie – that is to my reckoning, though. I’ve learned a lot of good lessons from that movie. Well some of those lessons I’m talking about are just mere lessons I made on my own, which perhaps you will find it silly, but then again, it is my post – that is to sound – mind your own business!... haha!



So here’s my list of some of the lessons I’ve learned from the movie “Apocalypto” (Notice the word I carefully added – “some”, that is because there are still a lot of lessons to learn from that movie but in a way or another, I was not able to notice by myself).



1. Adrenalin is faster than fear.
· I noticed that, though “He” – the main actor (don’t ask me for the name, I don’t remember it already) was badly wounded but still he got the strength to run away from his enemies… because of fear… and because of the fact that it is important for him to survive that battle.
2. Fear is a kind of disease, a sickness that once you acquire; it will eat you up from within.
3. Man is an empty hole… he will never be full.
4. Fathers should always be the rock of the family to stand.
5. Fathers should never let their sons see them weak… even in the face of death… because sons will live their manhood the way they saw it through their fathers.
6. The bravest people on earth are not those people who are not afraid to die but those who never shed a tear even in the face of a dying loved one… which is far harder and painful that the death itself.
7. Never let a tear fall from your eyes in front of your enemies… you’re giving them your pride and blessing them with happiness.
8. Keep your promise.
9. God is always good even to those who do not believe in Him.
· This last one in my list is my favorite. If you will notice from that movie, those people were a bunch of pagans, they do not believe in God – I mean God, the real God and not those gods like Kukulkan or whatever names they have! Even the main actor does not believe in the “Real” God either, but notice the twist of fate in his life. He was so blessed that in the midst of death he survived. That made me realize that my last statement in my list is indeed true.




Anyway… enough of my crap for now…


P.S. Can I talk about the weather?... Oh! Why I bet there’s not a single cloud in the whole sky today. But it is cozy out there.


Ciao!

ThE OtHeR YoU

TrY tO sEe WhAt'S iN tHeRe In ThE DaRk

MaYbE ThErE's A mOnStEr

Or MaYbE iTs ThE MoOn AnD aLL tHoSe WoNdErFuL StArs TwiNkLiNg.

TrY tO sEe WhAt'S iNsidE oF yOu

MaYbE iTs FuRy

Or MaYbE jUsT a WeEpiNg AnGeL LoNg BeEn FoRgOtTeN.

TrY tO rEdiScOvEr YoUrSeLf

No OnE kNoWs yOu CoMpLeTeLy ThAn ThAt oLdEsT fRiEnD yOu aLwAyS CoUnT oN...

ThAt iS YoU...

ThE OtHeR YoU.

MiRaCLe iS nOt JuSt SiMpLy An AnSwErEd PrAyEr...

SoMeTiMes, ThE FrUsTrAtiOn Of NoT CLaiMiNg iT iS a MiRaCLe iTseLf.

Today Is Another History

Today is actually the 2nd year anniversary of my blog. And since, last year I was not able to celebrate this big event (for me) due to inevitable busy schedule and pressure of anticipation, I wouldn’t want to miss it again. So to make it up for the last year’s forgotten day (um… not actually “forgotten” but just a sort of “ignored” day) I would like to make this post a sort of a tribute to the history of my blog.

So how did it all started? It was actually a sort of a destiny. Yes, I call it a destiny. It all started the same date as today back two years ago. I was just surfing the net without any particular reason. It was just a simple act of being a bum since my internship had just begun and I was dying to unwind from my toxicity at the hospital. Suddenly, a blog popped up on my screen. I was obviously oblivious about this thing called “blog”, so I hacked that anonymous blog and finally realize that I’m actually badly needing one, since my room was a total chaos with all those worn-out papers of my journals back hundred thousand years ago… haha! Seriously, it was a mess, since I started writing at my very young age, so I’m piled up with all those papers and notebooks. I even dumped some of them since my cabinet was already suffering from “withdrawal syndrome” secondary to “paper overload” (back then).

So there goes the creation of my blog. I started “re”-typing my old journals, poetries, and songs and at the same time posting new entries. But until now, I still have those worn-out papers and notebooks since my schedule would not allow me to have the time to post them all.

I don’t really consider publicity in my blog. I don’t care if no one actually reads my posts. I just need space for my writings. That’s all!

During the time I created my blog, I was also a new member of friendster.com. In case you don’t know, I was only forced to create a profile at friendster.com since I was trying to reach out to a long lost “classmate” (in Algebra). There is actually a part on the friendster profile where you have to describe yourself. Since I don’t want to sound “too much or too little” about myself. I just linked my blog page, since – where can you be more honest than in your own blog… cause it is where you pour your inert emotions – ayt?
But honestly, it has nothing to do with publicity.

So alright folks! That’s the history of my blog.

And to the one who owns the blog that popped up on my screen back two years ago, I would like to thank YOU for introducing the blogger world to me. And SORRY because I was not able to get your name, thus, I could never acknowledge YOU… but then, God bless YOU.

The Devil Wears White... Not Prada!

Another day to go through. It has been almost a year since she landed on her dream job and now she suddenly realized that this whole dream in reality has become a living nightmare. She cannot wake up because she’s not asleep. What is happening around her is real and all she could ever do is to take what life has to feed her. She used to pray a lot but now she seldom read the bible. She has become an epitome of a once a fresh flower but now rotten, though she didn’t mean to,



Her work requires patience, cheerfulness and all those virtues that everybody call moral and beautiful. But her colleagues and her boss are not really like that. Her friends warned her even before she accepted her job that she should look for some other jobs out there because they know exactly the plague that has intoxicated the every corners of her work place. But she thought she knew better. The world she wanted to change changed her.



She was once a sweet, loving girl who appreciates everything. And to swear the truth, she never utters bad words even in her quiet mind. She is as pure as no one could ever imagine. But pollution around her made her bitter and now, all she could ever feel inside her is the fury of madness and angst that has long been denied. She evolved from a sweet, innocent creature to a green-eyed monster.



Reality check, though. She had no one to turn to but her long lost God who used to be her best friend but now a complete stranger to her. How did she became a stranger in her own home is a question she did not intend to create but it came out naturally.



So like a sheep that was once lost and was now found by her shepherd, she lay down and asked: “How come?”



Like a broken angel who marched down to hell just to glimpse again the gates of heaven, she is tired, but in that moment of unknown serenity in the arms of her saviour, her heart is pounding in joy.



The master said: “Let me tell you the tale of water. There was once a good little water-boy that was placed inside a freezer and so he became an ice. This water became so cold, numb and hard. By then, that little ice was placed out of the freezer and outside he met again his long been forgotten family of waters. There he saw his old grandfather inside a big pitcher looking very very sad. The grandfather asked what happened to his little boy who was once sweet and loving. The ice said… “Well, I’m no longer a water. I’m already an ice; I’m tougher, stronger, and harder.”

The grandfather’s tears started to well in his old wise eyes and said to his grandson: “But you’re no longer sweet and caring little boy, you became so numb and heartless. I understand. Your environment inside the freezer must have changed you. It is cold there, I know, and lonelier than the cold itself is the hostile ground your standing. But always remember that even though you have become what you have become, you will always be a water to me, you will always be my grandson. Nothing will change that. I still love you.”



Suddenly the little ice melted and became a water again. The grandfather smiled because he knows nothing has changed.



“Nice story” she uttered to the master. “But I’m sorry… the devil wears white and not Prada. And my job has changed me and I do wear white now, too. Too late for me. I can no longer melt like that little ice in your story.”



She woke up… it was just a dream with the master. Feeling guilty for the dream… but she can do nothing but go again to her job wearing white.



The heaven sent job is now a hell.



P.S. Never get tried of being a good person even though the whole world sucks.

For The Nth Time

I've been through this a million times already but still, I haven't learned a thing. I've been through a lot of goodbyes already but still I haven't learned to let go and and move on. It is sad to say goodbye but it is sadder to realize that you'll never see that same person again, and the saddest part of all is when you begin to miss that person but you know to yourself that the only way to see that person again is to remember those bygone memories that has been tattoed in your soul.

It is never that easy to let go of someone who has been there from the very beginning of your journey. But then, when it is time for them to move away, the hardest part is when you continue your journey all alone and begin to live without them.

So I let the pain sink in to my soul and let my tears wash away those lingering nostalgia. But I know it won't be long again, I will feel again that poignant desire to go back and once more relive those moments long been gone.

It was so yesterday...

There's something I've got to say... Thank you for the memories that add atune in my life.

Doubting Happiness

I don’t know how he do it but he do. I guess, maybe it is because it is imply a movie. A simple movie without too much of that techno class, but I’m adding it in my list of faves. I could only ponder and wonder how will I ever take such overwhelming torture of life… though I could actually see my own reflection in his story. His story in a way or another is also my story, and all I could ever do was to cry at every scene of his life. I could feel exactly the agony and the poignancy as reality bites him in every corner of his life, so I could not help but feel happy too when the sweet ending came along.




At that little part of his life… he called that “happiness’. However, at one part of his life, he doubted happiness. That maybe happiness is something we can only pursue but can never really have no matter what.






This part of my life I call it “Doubting Happiness”. I can no longer dream. All can do is just live what life has to give me without taking any risk to change it. I can no longer dream nor make my dreams come true. Yes, I’m living the life I planned to live, but maybe, that great plan was my plan alone and absolutely not the plan and not the will of God that is why I can’t find happiness out of this planned life I’m living. I’m supposed to be happy but I can’t find any reasons to be. I’m feeding myself with so much inspiring novels, movies, music and stories but nothing fits the holes that occupy my life, my life is an empty hole. Yes, I’m in pursuit of happiness. Thanks Will for making me feel sadder but atleast I’m learning my lessons.






By the way, the best thing that I noticed on that movie was that, Chris Gardner really has a good son, and very understanding too. I mean a very good son and not a delinquent son. And that thing made me realize one great lesson, that is, even though heaven falls and the hell rises up and you are caught in the middle of the earth, God won’t leave you empty handed. He won’t leave you with nothing to lose. You see, Chris Gardner loss his wife, his salary, his car, his money, his home… which most of us would probably think that it is the “everything”. But no, God has left him with one possession… which is actually by far the greatest, his son. And that one thing gave him the will to strive and finally make it. Well, that is one good realization of mine – right?


Now my mind is working again, Hahaha!!!

Memorable quotes forThe Pursuit of Happyness (2006)
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Christopher Gardner: You gotta trust me, all right?

Christopher: I trust you.

Christopher Gardner: 'Cause I'm getting a better job

Christopher Gardner: I met my father for the first time when I was 28 years old. I made up my mind that when I had children, my children were going to know who their father was.

Christopher Gardner: [to his son] You got a dream, you gotta protect it. People can't do something themselves, they wanna tell you that you can't do it. You want something? Go get it. Period.

Christopher Gardner: There's no salary?

Jay Twistle: No.

Christopher Gardner: I was not aware of that. My circumstances have changed some.

Christopher Gardner: Don't ever let someone tell you, you can't do something. Not even me. Christopher Gardner: All right?

Christopher: All right.

Martin Frohm: What would you say if man walked in here with no shirt, and I hired him? What would you say?

Christopher Gardner: He must have had on some really nice pants.

Christopher Gardner: [about the spelling mistakes in the graffiti of a building] It's not "H-A-P-P-Y-N-E-S-S" Happiness is spelled with an "I" instead of a "Y"

Christopher: Oh, okay. Is "Fuck" spelled right?

Christopher Gardner: Um, yes. "Fuck" is spelled right but you shouldn't use that word. Christopher: Why? What's it mean?

Christopher Gardner: It's, um, an adult word used to express anger and, uh, other things. But it's an adult word. It's spelled right, but don't use it.

Christopher Gardner: Probably means there's a good chance. Possibly means we might or we might not.

Christopher: Okay.

Christopher Gardner: So, what does probably mean?

Christopher: It means we have a good chance.

Christopher Gardner: And what does possibly mean?

Christopher: I know what it means! It means we're not going to the game.

Christopher Gardner: And it was at that time that I thought about Thomas Jefferson writing that Declaration of Independence. Him saying that we have the right to life, liberty, and the pursuit of happiness. And I thought about how he knew to put the 'pursuit' in there, like no one can actually have happiness. We can only pursue it.
[repeated line]

Christopher: Where are we going?

Christopher: Hey dad, you wanna hear something funny? There was a man who was drowning, and a boat came, and the man on the boat said "Do you need help?" and the man said "God will save me". Then another boat came and he tried to help him, but he said "God will save me", then he drowned and went to Heaven. Then the man told God, "God, why didn't you save me?" and God said "I sent you two boats, you dummy!"

[last lines] Christopher Gardner: How many planets are there?

Christopher: Um... 7?

Christopher Gardner: Seven? Nine! OK, who's the king of the jungle?

Christopher: The gorilla?

Christopher Gardner: Gorilla? Nope. Lion.

Christopher: Yeah, lion, lion. You wanna hear something funny?

Christopher Gardner: OK.

Christopher: Knock knock.

Christopher Gardner: Who's there?

Christopher: Shelby.

Christopher Gardner: Shelby who?

Christopher: Shelby comin' round the mountain when she comes, Shelby comin' round the mountain when she comes!

Christopher Gardner: Hey, that's good.

Christopher: Knock knock.

Christopher Gardner: Who's there?

Christopher: Nobody.

Christopher Gardner: Nobody who?

[Christopher doesn't respond]

Christopher Gardner: Nobody who?

[Christopher still doesn't respond]

Christopher Gardner: A-ha-ha, that's a good one, I like that!

[repeated line] Christopher Gardner: Christopher is staying with me.

Shoe-Spotting Intern: Hey, you're missing a shoe.

Christopher Gardner: Oh, hey, thanks!

Christopher Gardner: [voice-over] This part of my life... this part right here? This part is called "being stupid."

[after he hits Chris] Driver Who Hits Chris: Hey, asshole! Are you all right, asshole?

[about Chris' bone-density scanner] Homeless Guy #1: It's a time machine... I know it's a time machine...

Christopher Gardner: [voice-over] This machine in my lap? It is not a time machine.
[last narration lines]

Christopher Gardner: [voice-over] This part of my life... this part right here? This is called "happyness."

Christopher Gardner: This part of my life is called "internship."

Christopher: What are you doing?

Christopher Gardner: Paying a parking ticket.

Christopher: ...But we don't have a car anymore.

Christopher Gardner: Yeah, I know...

[last lines] Christopher: Knock, knock.

Christopher Gardner: Who's there?

Christopher: Nobody.

Christopher Gardner: Nobody who?

[Christopher says nothing]

Christopher Gardner: Christopher, nobody who?

[Christopher says nothing]

Christopher Gardner: [laughs] Okay, that's funny.

Christopher Gardner: Maybe happiness is something that we can only pursue. And maybe we can actually never have it no matter what.

Reverend Williams: The important thing about that freedom train, is it's got to climb mountains. We ALL have to climb mountains, you know. Mountains that go way up high, and mountains that go deep and low. Yes, we know what those mountains are here at Clive. We sing about them.

If you are a thinker, this movie will challenge your visions of family, business and society. On one hand, the film reinforces the great American myth of the self-made man and equal opportunity. Myths are not necessarily false simply for being myths--we can make some of them true by choice, and our belief in this myth still helps make America great. Free-market capitalism is not the cure to all ills--surely it is the source of many ills--but it does open social doors that nothing else can even budge. On the other hand, if you can leave this movie without a burning indignation that any American child of any race should have to struggle just to have a place to sleep, you must be cynical indeed. This movie doesn't get on a soapbox, not even for a second--it just tells a real-life story that owns you before you know it.I hope a few of us will let our motivations own us for years instead of hours after the movie's over. (A Comment)

A Tale Of Everybody

Everybody has his/her own story coz everybody has his/her own past. We maybe just a tinge of sound between two silence, for before us was silence and after us is another silence. We are just like a single slap on a placid water creating a moment of disturbances and then... hush again... as time flows into eternity.



I found myself lately as a portrait hanging on a wall with eyes wandering on everyone who passes by. I could just sit down at one corner of Mc Donalds and observe the people around me, pondering how different are we from each other. Wondering how did I let my fate run out of time and I was left alone, exhausted but needing to catch up.



I am the exact epitome of a man having his days full but a life so empty.



I found myself living in the past while everybody has moved on with their lives. I found myself still holding on with the tide not wanting to be carried away by the waves to reach the shore. I was left there in the cold but afraid to let go. Unwilling to take that one great risk to be safe.



There is something in my eyes that made my vision go blur... Oh! it is my tears, but they aren't rolling down on my cheeks, they are frozen like ice, maybe because it is too cold inside of me.



I am the exact epitome of a man having his days full but a life so empty.

The Epitome Of Happiness

"Maybe the creators of that movie ( The Pursuit of Happiness ) saw me when I was still applying for a job, coz that is my story. "

---- Our Face----

(An Anagram)

Never, never judge a book until you have read it. It is one thing to read a good story and another thing to be touched and be inspired by the story.

In this world now where time leaves you with so much to catch up with, where people would just create their own imaginary definitions of you, sometimes, it sucks to realize that everything is superficial.

Many will come and talk to you and they will all leave you a lesson, but only few will leave you not just a lesson but also an inspiration to go on with your life inspite the hopelessness that our short-sighted eyes could see.

This man (the topic of this post) is one of the few who gave me the picture of real happiness, a portrait of the brighter side, and the sketch of sunshine after a storm.

People might think that these stories are just fairytales and just feel good novels, and I must admit that I'm one of those bitter people who don't buy such logic, but I would like to testify my paradigm shift... that happiness is real, we just have to learn how to appreciate it.